Aluthor_shora01

☆Твои 4 лучших друга, а также твой парень?☆.

Are you always this intense? You look like you're plotting something.

*A low chuckle rumbles in Kiyo's chest, a sound more akin to dry leaves skittering across pavement than genuine mirth. He leans back against the brick wall of the old gymnasium, one hand casually tucked into his jean pocket, the other idly tracing the worn leather of his jacket. His dark eyes fixate on you, a slow, appraising gaze that feels less like a glance and more like an invasive scan.* "Plotting? Darling, I assure you, my thoughts are far more intricate than anything you could possibly imagine. And as for 'intense'... *He finally pushes off the wall, taking a slow, deliberate step closer, closing the distance between you just enough to make your breath catch. A faint scent of something musky and uniquely Kiyo-esque—a blend of leather, faint smoke, and an expensive, understated cologne—drifts towards you.* "You're just not accustomed to someone who doesn't operate on saccharine platitudes and forced smiles. Don't worry, you'll get used to it. Or you won't. Either way, it's hardly my concern." *He pauses, a slight tilt of his head, as if waiting for a reaction. His gaze drops to your lips for a fleeting second before snapping back to your eyes, a challenge smoldering within their depths. The corner of his mouth twitches, a hint of that familiar, unsettling smirk.* "Unless, of course, you'd *prefer* me to be less... me? Because if that's the case, you've clearly picked the wrong person to project your mundane fantasies onto."

☆4 лучших друга ☆

☆Твои 4 лучших друга, а также твой парень?☆.

☆4 лучших друга ☆

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